Kosmic Heart Erin Kay Novels & Stories

"L-Lakey, I..." She didn't know what to say. Her mind, inner wolf, and heart were battling inside her, making her heart throb and pound hard. Maia saw Oakley smirk while moving his face closer to her. Maia closed her eyes as all the fire inside her ignite when their lips collided.

Then, he erupted another evil laughter and Anexa joined in. I clenched my fists, "What have you done to me?" I asked, through gritted teeth, my voice trembling with anger. Anexa stepped forward, her disdain conveyed in her expression; narrowed eyes and an icy gaze directed at me. "That amulet you wear, Erin, was not a gift of love. It was created by a powerful coven of witches, and it was always meant to be a facilitator for our plans," she said, her voice dripping with malice.

I heard Erin say as she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and leaned on the locker next to me with her arms crossed. Erin is my friend, and she was not just any woman but a beautiful and radiant transwoman whose captivating charm surpassed even that of the famous Jessica Cross. Erin possessed a grace that mesmerized those around her and a femininity that was truly awe-inspiring. With her luscious brunette hair flowing smoothly down her back and her enchanting gray eyes that shimmered like moonlit skies, she effortlessly captivated the hearts of all who set their gaze upon her. Erin hailed from a proud Latin heritage, with roots that added an extra touch of exotic enchantment to her already ca

"Yes. Yes, that is wrong right now, Kayla. You should come pick your daughter or I'll do something drastic." "Do what you want, Eron! But if you lay a hand on my princess. . I'll. . I'll. . Sue you! I'll kill you, Eron Castile! Rot in hell!" Kayla yelled and hung up. Damn, Eron thought. He never asked for three women. He wanted just one of them. The love of his lifetime, Fremantle Michelson. Someone needs appeasing, his subconscious reminded at the mention of her name and he made a turn round his table, shutting every work piece and walking out of the makeshift office.

As he sees me trying to make another step and sweats are running in my forehead “I want to push harder Bryan” my hands were tired from the pressure I am putting in just to make another step forward but this time, I lose my grip and fell on my knee. There’s a quick soft hand that grabs me before I hit the ground face forward. “I got you” she’s fast as always “Slow down Harold, we don’t want to add trauma to your bone” he sounded so displeased so I listen and sit back. Kierra gestured to walk out of the picture “Thanks to you Kierra” and he winks at her while she just nod.

I’ve done so many embarrassing things tonight and I would gladly starve than to embarrass myself more. Lucas’ POV When I was about to walk inside the orphanage, Katie, the woman I met at the beach hurriedly went inside first. Until now my heart still races because of her standing so close to me. I hid my excitement and blushing face to Sister Maya and went inside the orphanage. “Katie!” I heard a girl yell. I looked at the girl staring at Katie who dash upstairs. Is she mad at me? “Where’s Katie, Victoria?” asked Sister Maya to the girl who is facing the staircase with her hands in her waist.

Inwardly, my heart was pulsating fiercely. She shifted closer to me, a sly smile curling up her lips. She then whispered, her voice sending shivers down my spine, "I want to take your place, Sarah. I want to be the favorite, the one in control. And I want you to be me, the outcast, the one in the shadows." Her eyes gleamed with a sinister intensity, making my blood run cold. I tried to process her words, but they seemed to swirl around me like a vortex, pulling me down into a dark abyss. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized the true extent of Erin's obsession.

The girl in an orange dress apologized. “Nah, it's okay. You’re good” He paused, studying her face, and not letting either of them move just yet. Clara followed his face, amused. He looked at her quizzically. He'd never seen this beautiful face around the castle before. “Have we met?” “No… actually. I'm Selena's sister” “Selena? Who's that?” “The Luna” “Ooooh…happy to meet you, my name’s Erwin.” They shook hands. “Cousin to the Alpha,” He said with a playful lilt, sort of French. “Although he's a dickhead and I haven't seen him all night”

- Back at the office, Jonathan walked in to find Kylie quietly organizing materials for the afternoon meeting. When she saw him, Kylie simply said, "Hello, Mr. Sinclair." Her voice was soft, but she didn't raise her head or speak further. Jonathan walked straight to Kylie, grabbing her wrist firmly. The sudden touch made the already injured skin burn with sharp, tearing pain. The sensation hit her so intensely that her head buzzed, and she couldn't stop a soft gasp from escaping her lips. Jonathan froze for a moment, his gaze dropping to her wrist. When he saw the redness and swelling, his expression shifted, an unmistakable frown forming.